In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

In Diantian City, Han Li was walking on the streets of Fangshi when he suddenly frowned. After thinking about it for a moment, he turned around and walked towards a commotion shop somewhere.

In front of a small grocery store, there were dozens of people watching, and there seemed to be several monks confronting each other inside.

One of them was handsome in black clothes, with an angry look on his face, and was dressed in Luoyun Sect clothes.

It was actually Huoyunfeng Sun Huo, who had met Han Li once during the sword trial competition.

Opposite him were three local monks with unkind faces, who seemed to be the shopkeepers and waiters of this shop.

After listening for a while, Han Li roughly understood the whole story.

It turned out that Sun Huo accidentally damaged a 'Fire Cloud Talisman' and was blackmailed by an unscrupulous merchant.

"You can also say that an ordinary Fire Cloud Talisman was refined by the Talisman Making Master." Sun Huo laughed angrily.

"What, how can you tell the difference? You have to have the city's law enforcement envoys come, will you be willing to pay?" The shopkeeper sneered and threatened rudely.

After hearing this, Sun Huo's face turned white and red.

When the law enforcement envoys from the Nine Nations Alliance arrived, he would know who they would favor without asking. His face was gloomy for a while, then Sun Huo stamped his feet and suddenly slapped the storage bag on his waist.

However, the moment the storage bag was opened, Han Li on the outside looked stern. With his powerful spiritual consciousness, he sensed a familiar scent in the storage bag.

"Although these talismans are not high-level, they are enough to temporarily hold up two or three hundred spirit stones." Sun Huo gritted his teeth and took out a dozen talismans of various colors from the storage bag, most of which were low-level talismans of the lower, middle, and elementary levels.

"That's pretty much it!" When the shopkeeper heard this, his expression softened, and then he reached out to pick up the talisman.

But at this moment, a figure flashed in front of him, and a person suddenly intervened between the two of them and pressed Sun Huo's hand down.

Sun Huo was startled, and the shopkeeper hurriedly took a few steps back and shouted angrily:

"Who is it? What do you want to do?"

Han Li ignored the shopkeeper and said expressionlessly to Sun Huo, "Do you recognize me?"

Just after he said this, an astonishing aura was released from him, and huge spiritual pressure fell from the sky. The expressions of the nearby monks suddenly changed so much that they couldn't help but take a few steps back. Before some monks with lower cultivation levels could stand firm, they immediately felt like the weight of a mountain on their bodies and half-knelt on the ground.

The two pill-forming monks who happened to be passing by were a little better, but after a flash of their bodies, one of them looked even more frightened and said:

"Nascent Soul Stage Monk! Senior, you..."

They were two strange middle-aged monks whom Han Li did not recognize. I don’t know which sect of monks he is.

At this time, the shopkeeper and two clerks in front of Han Li were already pressed to the ground by the huge spiritual pressure that was so close at hand, unable to move at all.

Their faces were full of horror. When they heard that Han Li was actually a Nascent Soul cultivator, they were even more frightened and hurriedly asked for mercy. But the three of them were as heavy as a mountain, and they couldn't even breathe. How could they say a word?

The monks all around also turned pale, and some timid monks who were afraid of harming the fish pond had already quietly retreated.

Sun Huo, who was standing behind Han Li, did not feel any strange except that he was also forced to take a few steps back due to Han Li's special care.

However, after he recognized Han Li, his expression changed, and he immediately stepped forward to pay homage and said respectfully:

"Disciple Sun Huo, see Master Han."

"This disciple did not know the true identity of the master back then and made many arrogant remarks. I hope the master will forgive me!"

"I haven't become an elder of our sect that day, so I won't blame you or anything. But something in your storage bag seems to have something to do with me." Han Li stared at Sun Huo and said slowly.

"Something..." Sun Huo was stunned, and some Zhang Er monks were confused.

"What you said just now, tell Han again." Han Li put his hands behind his back and said coldly to the shopkeeper.

Han Li had already collected his spiritual pressure, so the three of them were finally able to get up from the ground shakily. The shopkeeper heard this. His face turned pale and he immediately said:

"Senior, this junior just made a slip of the tongue. I never meant to be rude to your noble sect. I would rather not compensate for the Fire Cloud Talisman that my Taoist friend damaged just now. I just think of it as an apology to my senior."

"What, do you think I am standing here to take advantage of you? First let me see if the Fire Cloud Talisman in your box is really a talisman made by the master. If it is true, I will naturally act as a talisman within the sect. This disciple will compensate you for the spiritual stone. But if not, hey!" Han Li said with a sinister sneer.

"Senior, you don't need to look at it. My Fire Cloud Talisman is just an ordinary talisman. I'm willing to accept the punishment." The shopkeeper was quite clever. Before Han Lizhen took the wooden box to look at it, he immediately exposed his short words and said.

"Since you said so, go to the law enforcement envoy later to collect your guilt! Sun Huo, follow me!" After Han Li finished speaking calmly, he flashed and suddenly appeared next to Sun Huo, then dazzling yellow light flash. The two figures disappeared from the ground out of thin air.

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Behind a secluded stone house, the figures of Han Li and Sun Huo emerged in the yellow light.

"Right here, show me your storage bag."

"Yes, Master!" Sun Huo seemed to understand something at this time, and without any hesitation, he immediately handed over the storage bag with both hands.

Han Li took the storage bag with one hand, glanced briefly, and took out a palm-sized token made entirely of gold.

Sun Huo had been observing Han Li's movements. When he found that Han Li had taken out the token engraved with the word "Lu" that he had placed at the bottom of his storage bag, he looked overjoyed and bowed to Han Li. .

"Sun Huo pays homage to the master."

"Master?" Han Li glanced at Sun Huo thoughtfully, then silently flipped his other palm, and an extra token of the same style came out, but what was engraved on it was a The word 'Han'.

Sun Huo's face had a look of anticipation, and the last trace of worry in his heart disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this situation, Han Li was quite satisfied with his concentration.

"You seem to have guessed it a long time ago." Han Li raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.

"The master is right. When the three masters officially became the elders of the Luoyun Sect, the villain had some doubts about the coincidental surnames of the masters. However, the higher-ups in the sect prohibited the disciples from discussing the masters and did not allow them to be disturbed at will. That’s why I couldn’t go to see him.”

"It seems that you are really a descendant of Sun Ergou. But don't rush to call me master. First tell me which generation of his descendant you are?" Han Li nodded and asked calmly.

"The villain is the seventh-generation great-great-grandson of our ancestor." Sun Huo replied without thinking.

"Sun Ergou swore back then that the Sun family would serve my junior brother as its master for generations since him. Now that you have entered the world of immortality as a descendant of the Sun family, the vows made back then may not count." Han Li The corner of his mouth curled up and he said calmly.

"Master, I..." After hearing these words, Sun Huo's face was uncertain, and there was a hint of bewilderment in his eyes. Obviously these words were beyond his expectation, leaving him at a loss as to what to do.

"But because of your ancestor's kindness back then, I can take you to see him when you return to the door. As for whether I will accept you or not, it depends on your luck." Han Li said and waved the token. , and then gave it back to Sun Huo.

"Disciple, I obey, thank you Master!" After thinking about it, Sun Huo felt that this was more appropriate and hurriedly agreed.

"Okay. I have other important things to attend to. Just take care of yourself!" Han Li nodded with a relieved expression, and disappeared again in the yellow light.

Sun Huo did not leave here immediately, but lowered his head and pondered for a long time.

If it were in the past, he believed that with his gold-forged body, he would never be weaker than others on the road to immortality in the future, and would never consider recognizing others as his master.

But things are different now. The three most popular elders in the sect have such connections with their ancestors. Wouldn't it be extremely stupid to let such an opportunity go in vain?

After a while, a look of determination flashed across Sun Huo's face. He took out a piece of extremely precious demon tendon, tied the token, and hung it around his neck.

"No matter what, we must win the appreciation of Master Lu. Master Lu also has metallic spiritual roots, so he must show enough talent when he comes to the audience!

I heard that the Qingyang Demonic Fire of the Demonic Flame Sect is famous in Tiannan, and I will definitely take my gold-forged body to the next level! "

In the days that followed, Sun Huo began to wander around Bingtian City, searching for news about the Qingyang Demonic Fire and the Demonic Flame Gate. However, more than a month passed and nothing was found.

More than half a month later, Sun Huo suddenly received a transfer order from another Supreme Elder in Biantian City. Only then did they know that the main force of the Mulan people had launched a massive attack on Diantian City.

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